When The Well Spills Out Its Water
the well spills out water
what was beneath
rose and everyone
even children touch
the surface
when once it was dry
the hollowness
plays mystic to the wind
the deep voices
sing the notes of
what was once interesting
now we play on its waters
as though there is nothing to know
so unimportant
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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